Hey, everybody! I have, at long last, wrapped up the semester at both my jobs, which involved mega-grading and loose-end-wrapping-up, and dealing with a funny little bit of hugely irrational aggression by a student and her parent. Wheee!
I traveled all day yesterday, and am currently ensconced at MamaDork’s, where I’ll be celebrating an early Xmas with her, my bro, and his wife and sons. The next day or two will be spent in a flurry of errand-running and treat-making, so I can actually be ready for this holiday thing. To the mall!*
Now that we’re all getting older, though, shopping–for Xmas, birthdays, whatever–is harder. MamaDork’s line “all I want is for you kids to get along!” has shifted to “all I want is for you kids to come home!” PapaDork’s wishlist includes things like an ultralite plane, or a case of schmancy wine, and Bro wants spendy tech stuff. I’m pickier, too, and so is the Dude. So we come up with lists. It takes a little of the surprise out of affairs, but it’s better than relying on those magazine-generated “best gifts!” lists that are always hugely gendered (only wimmin like chocolate, and men just want to polish their cars all year long) and assume that you have at least $50 to spend on every co-worker and shampoo girl. (I don’t even have a shampoo girl.) With lists, at least you know you’re not going to have to return anything. …Unless you do.
So, today’s FFT is about gifts and gifting. Is it an art, or a science? What’s the best–or worst–gift you’ve ever gotten? What sort of gifts do you like to receive: practical or fanciful? Are you the best at finding the perfect surprise for a loved one? (if so, call me!) And…are you a re-gifter?
Give it up!
*MamaDork’s town is small enough that a trip to the mall means I will inevitably run into people I used to know. This may result in stories of mortification. Please stay tuned.